"Old man!"
"..." Sylvester looked behind himself and then back at the girl with blonde hair and golden eyes just like him. "What do you mean by old man? I'm not even thirty."
"I mean… In my mind, you are an old man," Diana replied and opened the door fully. "I didn't expect you to visit me… I thought that—"
"I forgot about you?" Sylvester finished her words. He could smell the nervousness despite her trying her best to appear calm. This was the little girl who, alongside her younger brother, tried to assassinate him all those years ago. Oddly, she and her brother had the rare golden eyes.
"Normally, anyone would."
"Normally, people don't adopt every orphan they meet," Sylvester said, walking into her house. "I knew you were taking the Judge recruitment exam, Diana. I was watching over you all this time and cheering for your success. I'm very proud of what you have accomplished."
